Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Томи 3 – 4Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1830 |
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... eyes said : ' Come again to my house , for if thou and I were but an hour of a day together , we should be nearer one to the other ; adding , that he wished me no more ill than he did to his own soul . I told him , if he did , he ...
... eyes said : ' Come again to my house , for if thou and I were but an hour of a day together , we should be nearer one to the other ; adding , that he wished me no more ill than he did to his own soul . I told him , if he did , he ...
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... eyes see that men of blood , out of their gear and trappings , without their feathers and finery , have no more marks of honour by nature stamped upon them than their inferior neighbours . Nay , them- selves being judges , they will ...
... eyes see that men of blood , out of their gear and trappings , without their feathers and finery , have no more marks of honour by nature stamped upon them than their inferior neighbours . Nay , them- selves being judges , they will ...
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... eyes , should that hinder me from couching of mine as soon as I could ? Every one declares against blindness , and yet who almost is not fond of that which dims his sight , and keeps the clear light out of his mind , which should lead ...
... eyes , should that hinder me from couching of mine as soon as I could ? Every one declares against blindness , and yet who almost is not fond of that which dims his sight , and keeps the clear light out of his mind , which should lead ...
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... eyes , causes a very painful sensation ; which is wisely and favourably so ordered by nature , that when any object does , by the vehemency of its operation , disorder the instruments of sensation , whose structures cannot but be very ...
... eyes , causes a very painful sensation ; which is wisely and favourably so ordered by nature , that when any object does , by the vehemency of its operation , disorder the instruments of sensation , whose structures cannot but be very ...
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... eyes upon their noses , and an almanac in their bones ; but now they go down every one's throat , both young and old , like milk . The countries that are freest from excess of drinking are Spain and Italy . If a woman can prove her ...
... eyes upon their noses , and an almanac in their bones ; but now they go down every one's throat , both young and old , like milk . The countries that are freest from excess of drinking are Spain and Italy . If a woman can prove her ...
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Addison admiration afterwards Allan Ramsay AMBROSE PHILIPS ancient appeared beauty bless called character Charles II charms church Colley Cibber court death delight died divine Dunciad earth English eyes fair fame fancy father fear frae genius give grace grave hand happy hath head hear heart heaven honour humour Iliad Isaac Newton Jane Shore king KITE labour lady learning letters live Lochaber look Lord mind moral morning muse nature never night o'er Oroonoko passion pleasure poem poet poetical poetry poor Pope praise published reason rise round satire says scene Scotland shew shine sing Sir Walter Scott smile song soul spirit style sweet Swift taste Tatler tears tell thee things thou thought tion truth Twas verse virtue Whig wind write wrote youth
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Сторінка 21 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Сторінка 64 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Сторінка 133 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.
Сторінка 395 - Unanxious for ourselves ; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool: Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Сторінка 3 - Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam his praise.
Сторінка 64 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Сторінка 395 - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," For ever on the brink of being born : All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel, and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least their own ; their future selves...
Сторінка 21 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ; And hears their simple bell ; and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Сторінка 193 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Сторінка 22 - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell ; Exulting, trembling, raging, fainting, Possessed beyond the muse's painting ; By turns they felt the glowing mind Disturbed, delighted, raised, refined ; Till once, 'tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round, They snatched her instruments of sound ; And as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her...